Xiao Yanji possessed her, and the power of the Flying Fist is extremely powerful. If you want to be Dongfang Lie's fourth-level Fist, you will be defeated by Dongfang Lie's defeat at the bombing!

Now, Mo Fan himself has also cultivated the fourth level of Fierce Fist. Meiyan's 2.5-fold fire power increase is enough to make this Fierce Fist-Jiu Jiao even more irritable!

The possession of Xiao Yanji and the fourth-level fiery fist were stacked together, and the nine dragons that were bombarded with the bomb were even more crazy and violent, and even the leading creatures could not resist it!

What is certain is that the power of the Nine Dragons of the Fallen Fist is definitely at the level of high-level magic.

Mo Fan had previously felt that when his 49 star magic skills were completed, he could use the fourth-level fiery fist and Xiao Yan Ji to possess the move to reach the level of high-level magic. He did not expect that the power would be a little stronger than he expected. This is the real mid-level invincibility!

"Two, let's leave the rest to you." Mo Fan shouted, without delaying the dead street, and hurriedly followed the crowd.

Mo Fan Dayou Hermit Master took a move to rewrite the battle situation in a critical moment and turned around and left to let the two guards' masters finish the demeanor. In fact, he didn't find a place to hide and recuperate. A little undead, a little skeleton could take his life.

But it has to be said that Mo Fan's punch helped the two imperial guards masters a lot of help. Zuo Feng's key soul-catching and heart-controlling successfully manipulated the Meat Hill Corpse Minister for 5 seconds.

Don’t underestimate these 5 seconds. It only takes one or two seconds for a commander-level creature to destroy a undead legion. These 5 seconds will give the Meatball Corpse Minister an ultimate collision and crush hundreds of skeletons it produces!

Those little skeletons were also pitiful. The moment they had followed the king to charge in battle to kill the living people, but after they were knocked away, they collided like crazy. They were living creatures who had died once, so who would care about the shadow area in their hearts? The shadows that the king crushed over were so big that they could not hide from both hands and feet.

Skeletons were covered with fragments of skulls, covering this spacious street. Those slightly wise ghost generals fled in panic when they saw that the corpse ministers were not in a position to compete with me.

Without these little ghosts and the interference of the young generals, the two guards could let go, and high-level magic one after another, which made the street almost fall apart!

"Zuo Feng, who is that person?" The national-faced imperial guardian was the earth system. After successfully using the Rock Demon's Eyes to petrify the Meat Hill Corpse Minister, he was relieved after he had decided to win, and recalled the young Fire Master in his mind.

"I don't know either. I thought I was just a college student in the shadow department!" Zuo Feng looked back and found that the young man was gone on the street.

"I really didn't expect that he helped us stabilize the situation, otherwise we would have made a big mistake." said the National Face Guardian.

Zuo Feng nodded.

In fact, if the three of them join forces, it is not difficult to kill the corpse minister of the Rouqiu. In fact, the terrible ability of the corpse minister of the Rouqiu must be reported to the top leaders. Only when one person is missing is almost killed.

Fortunately, the shadow college student was so evil that he bombarded the corpse minister like a horse-ridden horse with a middle-level magic!

"Then the college student won't control the soul-type flame, right?" The national-faced imperial guard master glanced at the corpse minister and found that the corpse minister could no longer break free from his petrification power.

"No, I was close to you just now, it should be some very rare magic tool, which made his fourth-level fierce fist soar." Zuo Feng replied.

Zuo Feng only saw the flames rising on Mo Fan's body, and did not see the scene of Xiao Yan Ji possessed him, so he could only use the magic tool to explain.

"The fourth level of fiery fist...that requires a total of 49 spirits, four or five million spirits... the prince of the great magic clan??" said the national-faced imperial guardian mage with horror.

He, the Imperial Guardian, had just bought a Winged Demon Tool after spending many years of savings, which was worth only over 100 million yuan. This young man strengthened the fire system to the fourth level and could only earn more than 200 million yuan!!

The tens of millions of levels are not a small number for high-level mages, and the billions are a huge number. Anyway, the imperial guardian mage can't afford so much money.

Being rich is not so willful!!

"Anyway, his fourth-level fiery fist saved us all." Zuo Feng said in a daze.

There are already a few who strengthen the initial magic to the fourth level, not to mention the fourth level intermediate magic that requires huge resources. Because of his talent like Dongfang Lie, he barely used the fourth level ferrous fist. But if he really strengthened like Mo Fan, he is probably the only one in China.

And just this fourth-level fiery man happened to be caught by two imperial guards who were ordered to be caught in danger. Could it be that he would burn incense and worship Buddha and thank Guanyin Bodhisattva?

"Kill this beast, let's find him. Now, in critical moments, this kind of strong man is needed." said the National Face Guardian.

"Forget it, others are mid-level mages after all, and I can feel that his spirit is declining and his magic energy is exhausted. Most of the time I fought at the city wall last night and have not closed my eyes until now..." Zuo Feng is a spiritual mage, so he can naturally detect some information from the fluctuations of his mind.

"Okay, when the crisis is resolved, we should thank him."

"Well, if this crisis can be resolved..." Zuo Feng's eyes swept across the ancient city watered by rain, and obviously he didn't have much hope for safe life.

...

Mo Fan was very tired, and it was indeed the battle since last night.

After the treatment of the Jiexing Wolf, he was still able to hold on, so Mo Fan simply lay on the Jiexing Wolf's back and fell asleep. If anything happens, this guy will wake him up.

Mo Fan did not follow the large army anymore. He had already done what he could do, and they did what he could not do. It depends on God's life or death. He was not Sun Wukong and had to send Buddha to the West.

Mu Bai and Zhou Min are very compassionate, and some lost people in Bocheng have been found among this group of people, and they both want to send them to the inner city safely.

Mo Fan has not gone to the inner city, so he has to find Liu Ru.

Jixinglang told Mo Fan that Liu Ru was in another direction. Mo Fan said goodbye to Zhou Min and Mu Bai, and asked Jixinglang to carry him in search of Liu Ru's breath.

The short man did not follow Mo Fan anymore, so he naturally went to find his other hunter friends. Everyone said that they would take action separately when they saw the inner city wall.

It’s also good to walk alone, but the Savage Star Wolf’s nose spirit can avoid some unnecessary battles.
Chapter completed!